Once a territory loses even the ability to resist, its destruction is not far off.
That's exactly the situation Barnes Village is facing right now.
Even after using two High-level Magic Scrolls, they couldn't stop Ningshan Village's advance—how could they believe that the remaining thousand or so people could drive the "invaders" out of Barnes Village?
At this moment, the soldiers and professionals who had been desperately resisting on the city walls couldn't help but pause their actions.
They weren't sure if, if they kept going like this, they'd just be directly shot and killed by Barnes Village.
Surrender and you won't be killed, don't become slaves.
When this slogan was shouted, the resistance deep within them seemed to weaken considerably.
Though they thought this way, their expressions didn't show it; instead, they subtly glanced at Viscount Robin.
"Lord, they… have entered." Foster said, his voice carrying a hint of struggle.
